Captian's Log Philip 22 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 "I said I would," he groaned. "I've come to claim what was lost." "You can barely stand." "I invoke," gasped Philip, "the right to combat." "You have no sword." "You…
Captian's Log Philip 21 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 "You've had trouble." The observation almost made him laugh. "Yes," Philip replied. The old, skeletal figure nodded its white, bald head in acknowledgement without any change coming over its shriveled…
Captian's Log Pink Flowers 15 Jul 2022 What a sweet and gentle picture; flowers in a garden, pink against summer blue skies. And there, just a whisp of white, tendrils of clouds, not enough to be cloudy…
Captian's Log I’ve Bled This Way Before 28 Jun 2022 The twisting, turning, endless corridors—No means to mark my way along the floorexcept to open up my aching wound—Such desprate means! Already I have swoonedand laid upon my stony path,…
Captian's Log Hypnos 18 Jun 2022 The pendulum sweeps before my eyes—to the right, to the left—while his soft, disembodied voice whispers imperceptible phrases to me, the quiet syllables bleeding into each other like waves. Honeyed…
Captian's Log At a Crossroads 16 Jun 2022 "They killed him by the waterfall where any sound or cry he made might be drowned within the roaring cataract." "Excuse me, but is this the way to the main…
Captian's Log The Fool and the Duel 28 May 202227 May 2022 The swords crossed. Their steel rang like bells in the night. The duelists danced to the music of the swords, their writhing limbs honed, all muscle—they flew above the cobblestones…
Captian's Log Flutter By 8 May 20223 May 2022 The dancing butterfly moves through the field, his bright and regal yellow wings flapping in the gentle breeze. Upon some flower he comes. His weight bends the stalk. There he…
Captian's Log Come Back 17 Feb 2022 "Some say the gargoyles cry over you. I can't blame them. Every day is colder since you . . . and every morning seems a little darker than the last.…
Captian's Log The Assassin’s Confession 22 Nov 2021 "So that's it? You're just a gun for hire, eh? A damned assassin?" "Not primarily. I was a sailor, mostly, well, to be honest, a smuggler, but everyone was back…